Sonia's POV
I was elated to see him, the only man worthy of me—the one I was destined for. Logan strode in, exuding confidence and looking as dashing as ever.
I stepped forward to greet him, my heart racing with anticipation. But he walked right past me.
What? Didn't he see me?
Confused, I turned to watch him. To my astonishment, he headed straight for the insolent brat I was about to punish. For a moment, my lips curled into a satisfied smile. Of course, he's going to handle her for me.
"Who did this?" he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.
"I was teaching her a lesson," I replied, my smile unwavering. "She deserved it."
But the look he gave me sent an icy chill down my spine.
Before I could fully process the shift in his demeanor, he bent down and lifted the woman into his arms. My breath caught in my throat. Logan, who rarely allowed any woman to get close to him—let alone touch him—was now cradling this…this nobody as if she meant something to him.
